Hai cercato la traduzione di and told me to wait from home da Inglese a Tagalog

he told me to tell you
sinabi niya sa akin na sabihin ko daw saiyo

you told me to fuck you.
bilang pagka tao

mom told me to do something
mommy doing something

i did what you told me to do
ginawa ko na ang sinabi niya sa akin

i came from the office and he told me to rest first
meron pa akong iniinom yung sa vertigo

the doctor told me to take a break
sabi ng doktor magpahinga muna ako ng tatlong araw

the doctor told me to give up smoking.
sinabi ng doktor sa akin na iwanan ko ang paninigarilyo.

no matter how long it takes for me to wait
kahit gaano pa katagal ang maghintay sa akin

i choose him to be with me to wait for my bride
upang tulungan kami sa aming mga pangangailangan

i just like that you were honest and told me i have a tiny cock
gusto ko lang na ikaw ay matapat at sinabi sa akin na mayroon akong isang maliit na titi

how long do i have to wait for me to lose
hanggang kaylan ako maghihintay pagwala nako nararamdaman sayo

for intense told me to god made their hands lighter like that so they won't dirty
maiyot

one of my friends from the other barangay called me and told me that he had a big problem and he wanted me to go to him and let him out of his resentment.
tinawagan ako ng isa sa mga kaibigan ko na galing sa kabilang barangay sinabi nya sa akin na may malaki siyang problema at gusto nya na puntahan ko sya at mapag labasan ako ng kanyang sama ng loob

one morning my mom told me to lay water since the water supply will cut up in evening i listen to her what she said when night came i came the water supply is gone and i ensure we have enough water until morning
isang umaga sinabi sa akin ng aking ina na mag-ipon ng tubig dahil ang suplay ng tubig ay mababawasan sa pagkain nakikinig ako sa kanya kung ano ang sinabi niya pagdating ng gabi dumating ako ang suplay ng tubig ay nawala at tinitiyak kong mayroon kaming sapat na tubig hanggang umaga

my mother and i went to the dentist to show my tooth that it hurts so it can be pulled out. the dentist told me to always brush my teeth and avoid eating sweets so as not to break my teeth immediately. i only eat sweets once and i never forget the brush.
pumunta kami ng aking ina sa dentist para ipakita ang ngipin ko na sumasakit para ito ay bunutin.sabi ng dentist saakin na lagi ako mag brush ng ngipin at iwasan ko kumain ng matatamis para hindi agad masira ngipin ko.minsan na lang ako kumakain ng matamis at hindi ko na nakakalimutan ng brush.

xian kagabe babe told me bat i was crying i thought he didn't see me cry i was just surprised kagabe he hugged me i slept and he pushed me to my room kagabe tapuz he mentioned you to me he said bat no longer calling you brother ronerick ate tpuz i told him why did you ask there is no ate because miss kuna si kuya ronerick ate
kumatok si xian kagabi sa kwarto ko bat daw ako lumuluha akala ko di nya ako nakita na lumuha nagulat nalang ako kagabe niyakap nya akong natulog at tinabihan nya ako sa kwarto ko kagabe tapuz binanggit ka nya sa akin sabi nya bat hinde na tumatawag sayo si kuya ronerick ate tpuz sabi ko sa kanya bakit mo natanong wala ate kasi miss kuna si kuya ronerick ate

many artists lived in the greenwich village area of new york. two young women named sue and johnsy shared a studio apartment at the top of a three-story building. johnsy's real name was joanna. in november, a cold, unseen stranger came to visit the city. this disease, pneumonia, killed many people. johnsy lay on her bed, hardly moving. she looked through the small window. she could see the side of the brick house next to her building. one morning, a doctor examined johnsy and took her temperature. then he spoke with sue in another room. "she has one chance in -- let us say ten," he said. "and that chance is for her to want to live. your friend has made up her mind that she is not going to get well. has she anything on her mind?" "she -- she wanted to paint the bay of naples in italy some day," said sue. "paint?" said the doctor. "bosh! has she anything on her mind worth thinking twice -- a man for example?" "a man?" said sue. "is a man worth -- but, no, doctor; there is nothing of the kind." "i will do all that science can do," said the doctor. "but whenever my patient begins to count the carriages at her funeral, i take away fifty percent from the curative power of medicines." after the doctor had gone, sue went into the workroom and cried. then she went to johnsy's room with her drawing board, whistling ragtime. johnsy lay with her face toward the window. sue stopped whistling, thinking she was asleep. she began making a pen and ink drawing for a story in a magazine. young artists must work their way to "art" by making pictures for magazine stories. sue heard a low sound, several times repeated. she went quickly to the bedside. johnsy's eyes were open wide. she was looking out the window and counting -- counting backward. "twelve," she said, and a little later "eleven"; and then "ten" and "nine;" and then "eight" and "seven," almost together. sue looked out the window. what was there to count? there was only an empty yard and the blank side of the house seven meters away. an old ivy vine, going bad at the roots, climbed half way up the wall. the cold breath of autumn had stricken leaves from the plant until its branches, almost bare, hung on the bricks. "what is it, dear?" asked sue. "six," said johnsy, quietly. "they're falling faster now. three days ago there were almost a hundred. it made my head hurt to count them. but now it's easy. there goes another one. there are only five left now." "five what, dear?" asked sue. "leaves. on the plant. when the last one falls i must go, too. i've known that for three days. didn't the doctor tell you?" "oh, i never heard of such a thing," said sue. "what have old ivy leaves to do with your getting well? and you used to love that vine. don't be silly. why, the doctor told me this morning that your chances for getting well real soon were -- let's see exactly what he said – he said the chances were ten to one! try to eat some soup now. and, let me go back to my drawing, so i can sell it to the magazine and buy food and wine for us." "you needn't get any more wine," said johnsy, keeping her eyes fixed out the window. "there goes another one. no, i don't want any soup. that leaves just four. i want to see the last one fall before it gets dark. then i'll go, too." "johnsy, dear," said sue, "will you promise me to keep your eyes closed, and not look out the window until i am done working? i must hand those drawings in by tomorrow." "tell me as soon as you have finished," said johnsy, closing her eyes and lying white and still as a fallen statue. "i want to see the last one fall. i'm tired of waiting. i'm tired of thinking. i want to turn loose my hold on everything, and go sailing down, down, just like one of those poor, tired leaves."
c / ang huling dahon ng o henry